TREASURE OF THE THRONE OF DOCTOR ANGGA

Episode 6

Me and Evan left the Rose shop, now alternately I drive the car to return to my apartment.

20 Minutes away, we finally arrived. Because the streets are a bit long. Evan and I went straight into the apartment. And we immediately looked to sleep. Because tomorrow we have to work, even if tomorrow is the weekend.

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Day by day passed.

As usual I just pass my days by working, if saturated I hang out the most in the store owned by Roses.

When it was 10pm, I just finished surgery on one of my patients.

I think this body is tired.

I went straight to my room, getting ready to go home. Before I left my room, I checked my phone first.

Yeah, who knows if anyone's chatted, and told Angga I miss you! Hehe, uh forgot I was single.

I started unlocking my phone, and I saw some missed calls and chats coming into my phone.

"Mother.." In my mind, what's the matter with mom calling me these nights.

Then I saw the chat that went into my phone.

"Your sister, will give birth tonight. Pray that the baby and mother are safe and sound"

Message from mom. The message was sent 1 hour ago, the time difference between Indonesia and Singapore is only 1 hour, faster in Singapore.

I decided to call Mom, because the fear started haunting me. But a few times I called him, there was no answer at all. Mom didn't pick up my phone.

Then I decided to reply to a chat from my mother.

"Yes Ma'am, may the birth of Afifah be launched, if there is anything please tell me yes Ma'am" Reply.

Then I put my phone back in my bag. For a moment I fell silent to neutralize my troubled heart. I took a deep breath, and threw it away slowly, several times I did just that. And I felt myself calmer.

I moved out of my room to go home to my apartment.

Shortly after, I arrived at my apartment.

I cleaned my body first, before I rested.

After cleaning my body, and having changed my clothes I laid my body on my bed.

I took my phone. To check whether the mother gave back news about the condition of Afifah.

But when I see, my chat only ticks two colored ash, the sign is that my mother has not seen my chat.

My worries are back. But as much as possible I think positively.

I have not felt my eyes sleepy, but my body is very tired. Perhaps the effect of my grief is this. I try to shift my mind, I look through my social media.

I opened the IG, scrooled it, looked through the stories of the people I was friends with and pressed the love-love sign for them.

But every time I open IG, there's one account that always makes me curious. IG story is always about motivation, not infrequently I always keppo with him, even several times I sent DM on the account, but he never reply.

I saw about her bios, she seems to be a woman, from her bios it says she's a writer, but she never uploaded her photo, which made me even more curious.

I tried to go back to DM him, in my hope, hopefully this time he returned my DM.

It's good that I have a new friend to accompany my membership, even though Virtual.

"Assalamu'alaikum ukhty" My message.

I saw that he was active, and a few seconds later the status of my message was visible to him. But there was no sign of him replying to my message.

For some reason, my heart felt disappointed that he did not return my message. I decided to keep my phone back.

But when I was about to save it, one notification appeared. Ah how happy it turns out that the notification is a reply to a message from him.

"Walaikum'salam" he replied.

For some reason my heart was so happy, my heart felt like it was jumping up and down. I quickly returned the message.

"Can contacts?"

I typed the words, with trembling hands.

"Can" reply.

"***What's your name? I want to be friends! If you don't mind and want to be friends with me"

"Call me Ica! Of course if I want to be friends I don't mind!"

"Thank God, I'm Angga"

"I'll call KK! It's okay, right?"

"Of course not Ica. You can call me sister, because it seems like I'm older than you, hehe"

"Sir doctor? stay where now?"

"Iya Dede Ica doctor's sister, stay in Singapore native to Indonesia"

"GW***..."

Emm, geez why such a simple woman is replying to a message.

"***Yes, you're the author? You're great Ica"

"Yes, just a hobby"

"Emm, btw can ask for his WA number***?"

The message is visible to him, but he is seen directly off.

"Am I wrong to ask for his WA number?" My gun.

Ah just now I was happy, she was replying to my messages. I regret asking for his WhatsApp number.

But if you can't just say no so, not directly off. Women are always like that. But somehow I'm getting curious about that woman named Ica.

Not feeling the night getting late, I felt my eyes feel heavy, I kept my phone, put it on the nightstand next to my bed, before I checked my phone first, whether there was a reply from my mother. But my chat message is still the same check two colors of ash. Then I maximize the volume of my phone, so that later if mom calls me, and I'm asleep, the sound of my phone can be heard.

After that, I fixed my sleeping position, pulled the blanket, covered half my body, then I started to close my eyes. And I don't remember anything anymore.

Seriate...

Don't forget the likes, comen and Votenya.

Thank ye.

Waoow Ica who are you guys? Hopefully Ica can make Angga 100 percent move on from Afifah yes!!